Seeing that Tang San dared to talk back, Yang Wudi laughed angrily and said, "Fine, fine, fine! Even a brat who hasn't even grown up yet dares to challenge me! My Breaking Clan is truly being looked down upon! Old Bai He, don't blame me for not giving you face. Get out of the way, and I'll spare his breath!"
Seeing the two locked in a fierce confrontation, with tension seemingly rising between them, Bai He felt a pang of unease. He realized he couldn't stop either of them.
But at that moment, Yang Wudi's granddaughter, Yang Tiexin, suddenly stepped between the two and said to Yang Wudi, "Grandpa! You are being extremely rude! This is the residence of the Defense Clan, how could you do such a thing!"
If it were anyone else, Yang Wudi would definitely continue to fly into a rage, but now it was his own granddaughter who was criticizing him, so Yang Wudi was immediately conflicted and said, " Tiexin, step aside. This kid is Tang Hao's son. Have you forgotten how your parents died?"
Yang Tiexin retorted without backing down, "Grandpa, it was the Divine Court that killed my parents, not some Tang Hao! Even if Tang Hao owes something to our Breaking Clan, what does that have to do with Tang San? Go find that Tang Hao!"
"I..." Yang Wudi was speechless. If he could beat Tang Hao, he would have gone to find him long ago.
"I'm sorry, my grandfather was too excited and rude." Yang Tiexin bowed to Tang San and said, "Please allow us to discuss this matter before making a decision. The Breaking Clan will take their leave today."
"Ah, this..." Tang San was stunned when he saw Yang Tiexin's reaction. He had originally calculated Yang Wudi's personality, so he used a provocation to anger Yang Wudi and make him agree to his bet so that he could recruit the Breaking Clan into Dragon's Glory.
But now that Yang Tiexin had stopped him, his plan had completely fallen through. What's more, Yang Tiexin's words were so appropriate that Tang San was secretly impressed and filled with gratitude towards her.
But this means the Breaking Clan will have to leave. What should we do? We can't just chase after them now and force them to join Dragon's Glory, can we?
But soon, Qi Ling told Tang San that nothing is impossible in this world. He strode forward and blocked the path of the Breaking Clan, smiling as he looked at them.
Seeing another person emerge, Yang Wudi frowned and asked, "Who are you? What do you want by stopping us?"
" Dragon Splendor Alliance Leader, Qi Ling," Qi Ling said with a smile, "I stopped you not for any other reason than to get you to join my Dragon's Glory Alliance."
"Hmph, I don't care if you're the leader of that so-called Dragon's Glory Alliance. Didn't you hear what I just said? Our Breaking Clan will not join your Dragon's Glory!" Yang Wudi said with a cold snort.
"Oh, I'm sorry, Senior Yang Wudi, it seems I didn't express myself clearly," Qi Ling said with a smile. "I don't want to invite the Breaking Clan to join; I only want to invite one person."
"Miss Yang Tiexin, I would like to invite you to join Dragon's Glory. Would you be willing?"
"Me?" Yang Tiexin was surprised to hear Qi Ling's words. "But why?"
"It's easy to find a thousand soldiers, but hard to find a general. Talented people like you, Miss Yang, are extremely rare. I don't want you to be buried here," Qi Ling said. "I can assure you, Dragon's Glory will definitely be a place where you can give full play to your strengths."
That's right, Qi Ling only had her eye on Yang Tiexin, even more so than the entire Breaking Clan, because such an outstanding woman is indeed rare.
Focused, polite, sensible, mindful of the big picture, courageous and resourceful, and knows when to advance and retreat—he is a natural-born general. It would be a great pity if such a person could not be recruited to one's own ranks.
However, Yang Tiexin frowned and said, "I'm sorry, I am a member of the Breaking Clan, so naturally I cannot leave the Breaking Clan. If you want to join, the entire Breaking Clan must join."
"Oh? Is that so?" Qi Ling said, "That's not impossible. If Miss Yang can join us, the Breaking Clan certainly won't refuse."
"You brat, what nonsense are you spouting! Do you think my Breaking Clan is begging you to join?" Yang Wudi was furious. How could the Breaking Clan be considered an afterthought?
Qi Ling shrugged and said, "Senior Yang Wudi, please allow me to explain. You didn't misunderstand; that's exactly what I meant."
"As the largest organization currently opposing the Divine Court, if Dragon's Glory wins in the future, it will become an existence that may even surpass the Divine Court, far beyond what the current Upper Three Sects can compare to. Therefore, we are not asking people to join us, but rather looking for partners."
"Senior Yang Wudi, if you are willing to stay here and be oppressed by the Divine Court day and night, then I naturally have nothing to say. The Breaking Clan is indeed a very strong force, but to me, they are not as important as Yang Tiexin alone."
"Damn it, brat! How dare you look down on me like that? I've never heard anyone speak to me like that before!" Yang Wudi said angrily. "A scholar can be killed, but not humiliated! Boy, I challenge you!"
Tang San, standing to the side, couldn't help but secretly give his elder brother a thumbs up. Sure enough, experience counts, and his elder brother's actions were truly exceptional, easily ensnaring Yang Wudi in his trap!
More importantly, even if Yang Wudi fell for the trick, he couldn't resent Qi Ling, because Qi Ling's words were all praising Yang Tiexin. As the grandfather who doted on his granddaughter the most, how could Yang Wudi blame her?
"You want to fight me? Senior Yang Wudi, I'm just a weak Soul Emperor, how could I possibly be a match for you, a high and mighty Soul Douluo? Besides, the Soul Breaking Spear's attack power is renowned throughout the world, I'm even less of a match for it." Qi Ling laughed.
Qi Ling's words pleased Yang Wudi considerably, so he asked, "So, what do you want?"
"Since you want to teach me a few moves, I naturally can't refuse. However, I'd like to make a bet with you!" Qi Ling said.
"A bet? What do you want to bet with me on?" Yang Wudi said cautiously. "Let me tell you, I won't use Tiexin as a wager!"
Qi Ling felt like she almost collapsed. "How could you think I've got my eye on your granddaughter? I do admire her, but I wouldn't go to such lengths, would I?"
"Don't worry, Senior Yang Wudi, of course I wouldn't force anyone," Qi Ling said with a smile. "If I'm lucky enough to win by a narrow margin, I would appreciate it if you would consider joining Dragon's Glory. And if you win..."
As Qi Ling spoke, she reached into her Infinite Space and placed the immortal Immortal Herb she possessed one by one on her table. Each herb exuded a startling spiritual energy, instantly making the spiritual energy in the room much denser and refreshing.
When Qi Ling took out the first Immortal Herb, Yang Wudi's eyes widened. As a seasoned alchemist, he knew how precious this Immortal Herb was.
As Qi Ling pulled out more and more, Yang Wudi's mouth opened wider and wider, making Qi Ling feel that his Martial Soul might not be the Soul Breaking Spear, but rather an animal like a hippopotamus.